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Wei Wanshun discreetly removed the magnet from the wheel, tucking it into his sleeve, and tested it. The magnet’s force was still strong and worked perfectly.
This was truly strange…
However, with the current situation and the young man’s win, there was no way for him to claim it was rigged. After all, no one had won for quite some time, and there had been murmurs about his rigging the game. Now, with a successful “poke,” it seemed to validate his business as genuine.
Thinking quickly, Wei Wanshun loudly exclaimed, “What luck, indeed! You’ve secured this box of assorted pastries worth 150 wen.”
“Everyone, take a look! A box of assorted pastries worth 150 wen, yours for just 10 wen. It’s like a windfall…”
Seizing the opportunity, Wei Wanshun drummed up more business.
Handing over the entire box of assorted pastries to Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia, Wei Wanshun grinned. “See, I told you, young sir, you have great luck.”
“It seems so.”
Having won the pastries, Song Jingyun was now somewhat excited. With two more chances remaining, he turned to Jiang Mixia. “Wife, what else would you like?”
“We already have pastries to last us several days. I’ll take… that piece of fabric,” Jiang Mixia glanced around. “It’s a soft piece of pure cotton fabric, although the color is a bit dark, and the quality is average, it will be suitable for making shoe uppers…”
Song Jingyun spun the wheel once more, and as it creaked and clanked to a stop, the pointer landed on the red line once again.
Jiang Mixia widened her eyes.
It was astonishing to win once, but to win twice in a row? Her little husband’s luck was truly incredible!
Sharing the same wide-eyed astonishment was Wei Wanshun.
This was just too uncanny!
He had definitely tampered with the wheel, so how was it possible for them to win again?
“Wife, I’ve won again,” Song Jingyun exclaimed, elated. As he shared the news with Jiang Mixia, he turned to Wei Wanshun to claim the fabric.
Reluctant as he was, Wei Wanshun couldn’t deny it with so many eyes on him. He handed the fabric over to Song Jingyun.
More onlookers gathered around, even more than before.
After all, someone winning at “poking” twice in a row was only heard of in legends. Seeing it happen in real life made them curious to witness this person with such extraordinary luck.
Taking advantage of the situation, Wei Wanshun once again shouted to attract more business.
Seeing how successful “poking” was here, the bystanders were now eager to try their luck, discussing how many times to play and what items to win.
Observing this, Wei Wanshun breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had given away some items, he had gained enough popularity, and so today, he wouldn’t incur losses.
However, that rascal had won two items in quick succession, amounting to over three hundred wen in value. It was truly exasperating!
As Song Jingyun began to spin the wheel for the final time, Wei Wanshun discreetly added another magnet.
Let’s see how you manage this…
“My dear, I’ve won again!” Song Jingyun almost leaped with joy.
Wei Wanshun was left speechless.
This was truly uncanny!
“Congratulations, young sir. Your luck is truly remarkable,” Wei Wanshun congratulated with a smile, but clenched his teeth in frustration.
Having been in this business for so many years, he had never lost control. Today, he didn’t know what had gone wrong, allowing a young man to walk away with so much!
After handing the fabric to Song Jingyun, Wei Wanshun hurriedly ushered him out. “Young sir, take care!”
He needed to get rid of this jinx quickly!
“Hey, I still want to play…” Song Jingyun, having won three times in a row, was still in high spirits and wanted to play a few more rounds. Moreover, those porcelain items looked quite attractive. Once the flowers in the courtyard bloomed, he could use them as vases. His wife would surely appreciate them.
Wei Wanshun almost ground his teeth to pieces, feeling Song Jingyun’s gaze like a pair of piercing knives, wishing to bore holes right through him.
Still want to play?
Was he planning to make him pay until he was penniless?
Hastily pushing Song Jingyun out, Wei Wanshun said, “Young sir, with such good luck, you should save it for something more serious. You can’t use it all up here…”
Jiang Mixia intercepted Wei Wanshun, giving him a sidelong glance. “Are you planning to drive customers away, or does the shopkeeper have a surefire way to make a profit without losses in this ‘poking’ business? Seeing my husband win constantly, are you feeling unhappy?”
Having persistently encouraged Song Jingyun to play, and now, at this point, Jiang Mixia wasn’t about to let him off lightly.
He had hit a tough wall!
Hit with a tough problem!
Wei Wanshun’s heart skipped a beat but maintained a smiling face. “Kind customer, you’re just jesting. There’s no surefire way to profit without losses. It’s just a matter of luck. Besides, as a business owner, there’s no reason to stop customers from playing, is there?”
“Very well then.” Jiang Mixia took out more money from her purse. “My husband will play five more times.”
Wei Wanshun looked at the money, feeling as if he were holding a hot potato. He didn’t dare accept it. However, with so many eyes watching, if he didn’t continue, it would imply that there was something fishy, and he couldn’t conduct business.
It was truly distressing!
Sweat the size of beans began to form on Wei Wanshun’s back, and he repeatedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
On second thought, even though the young man had been fortunate, it wasn’t possible for him to win every time. He wasn’t some kind of immortal! When a person becomes too arrogant, they are sure to suffer losses. Since the young man’s wife was making such a fuss, it seemed it was time for her to suffer a loss.
Perhaps, this fifty wen was compensation sent by the heavens for this lady to give away.
Thinking this, Wei Wanshun felt considerably relieved, accepted the money, and asked Song Jingyun what he would like to win this time, allowing him to spin the wheel.
Moments later…
In the hands of Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia, there was a small white porcelain bottle, two pieces of fabric, a box of assorted pastries, and a simple hairpin. Along with the previous box of pastries and two pieces of fabric, they felt overwhelmed and couldn’t carry everything.
Wei Wanshun was at a loss.
It was truly an incredibly unlucky day!
“Wife, I still want to…” Song Jingyun’s words trailed off.
Wei Wanshun: He was nearly bankrupt from the losses, yet he still wanted to play? How audacious!
Was he here to take advantage of his good luck and bully others?
As Song Jingyun spoke, Wei Wanshun reached out to gather his belongings. “I apologize, but I have to close the stall for today.”
Today had been exceptionally unlucky, suffering heavy losses. If others didn’t have such good luck, he might have been able to make some profit. But if he continued preventing others from winning, the business might not survive.
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